Date: Thu, 09 Sep 2010 14:06:44 -0400
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Truck Stop Ricky (gay/adult youth, oral, anal, b/M)
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acts of boy's discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of
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Truck Stop Ricky
By
Wolf
My family lives close to the interstate highway. There is a state
built truck rest stop just off of the highway. It is a paved parking lot that
allows vehicles to pull off the highway and allow the drivers to get some
rest before continuing a long drive to the next town that would have all
of the amenities. It didn't even have a restroom. The drivers simply
walked off into the woods to relieve themselves.
I am a fifteen-year-old and very curious about the difference
between adult men's dicks from my own. I had been riding my bike near
the area before and seen men getting out of their trucks and walking off
into the woods to reliving themselves. I had been close enough to see
that some of their cock looked like large versions of my own, others had
skin covered the knob. I found that strange. I had assumed that all
males were circumcised at birth. I began to frequent the area in hopes of
seen more men peeing.
A couple of months ago I rode my bike over to the place. I saw a
white tractor trailer parked by itself. I walked back through the woods
on the trail until I saw a really big man standing alongside the trail peeing
on a tree. I wanted to get a better look. I left the trail and moved
through the woods to approach him. When I thought I had a good
vantage point where he would see or hear me, I saw that he was holding
onto a dick much bigger than the few other dicks I had see. I was
embarrassed when the man said, "Hey boy, what are you doing hiding in
the woods? Are you spying on men peeing?
, "I was just out riding my bike and had to pee!" I'm sure I said it
lamely.
The big man had that monstrous cock dangling between two
fingers and shook it when he finished peeing. He asked, "Have you ever
seen the inside of a big rig before?"
I said, "No!"
He stuffed his cock back in his pants and zipped them up as he
turned to walk back down the trail towards the parking lot. He told me
to follow him. I rushed back to my bike and followed him down the
trail. When we reached his white rig I laid my bike on the pavement
while he stepped up on the running board and opened the passenger
door. He reached down and offered his hand to help me get up onto the
running board. He pushed me up into the cab by placing his hand on my
butt. The spacious cab allowed us plenty of room to pass between the
two big hydraulic captain's chairs back through the cab to the sleeper
cab. He told me, "Do you want to see my TV and DVD?"
When we were in the sleeper he had me sit on the bed and he got
on the bed behind me. That placed me against the wall behind him. That
was when I became concerned because there was no way out. He was so
much bigger than me, there was no way I could overpower him. I have
to say he stunk. He must have been in those clothes for more than a day.
He hadn't shaved or bathes in days. I wanted to get out of the truck at
that point but was afraid to say anything. He turned on the TV and
DVD with a remote control.
When the screen came to life there were two naked men. The
truck driver started rubbing the front of his pants with the palm of his big
hand. I could see that his fingernails were dirty. When he looked at me
I got very scared. There was no way for me to escape. The man
unfastened his pants and lifted his butt up off of the bed to pull his pants
down. When he laid back down his huge fat cock was lying against the
crease between his body and his right leg. His cock had a thick layer of
skin that covered the end of his cock. I had never seen one just like that
one before.
He told me, "Put your mouth over this!"
I shook my head, no.
He grabbed me by the back of my head with one hand and with
the other he was holding his cock upright. He wiped the head of his
cock back and forth against my lips until the foreskin retracted and I felt
the wet knob rubbing against my lips. That was when I became aware of
the musky awful smell, and noticed the white, nasty tasting, stuff under
the foreskin. He shoved my head down his shaft until I swear it went
down my throat. I was thrashing around trying to free myself for that
monster. When I was about to suffocate he let go of the back of my
head.
I sat up on my knees and got on all fours. I tried to scramble over
his body for the exit. He grabbed me and pulled me back down on the
bed by my shorts. He pulled them down roughly. He grabbed me by the
waist like a gorilla and forced me face down into the dirty smelly sheet.
While holding me down he reached for a jar of Vaseline and smeared
some all over his big cock. He rolled his huge 300 pound body over on
top of me. I was being pressed into the firm mattress by his weight.
There was no escape as his fat cock was wedged between the cheeks of
my ass. It was pressed against my asshole. Nothing was happening at
first. He put all his weight on his toes and hand like he was about to do
a pushup and drove his cock inside of me. It hurt more than anything I
could remember.
I screamed as load as I could, but my scream was muffled by the
dirty mattress. There were no vehicles anywhere close enough to be
heard. He took one of those dirty hands and covered my mouth. He
was pulling my head back with every thrust into my ass. I thought he
was going to break my neck. I was crying like a baby. I couldn't believe
this was happening to me.
He was fucking me like a crazed animal, ripping my ass with
every thrust. Then he began to pulling his beer can size cock all the way
out of my hole and ramming it all of the way back in. Every thrust was
ripping the tinder skin in my asshole. I was screaming in pain with every
thrust. The more I kicked and struggled the wilder it made him. He was
enjoying hurting me with his fat cock. He fucked me for what seemed
like forever. Eventually he lifted his massive body off of me and sat
back on his knees with his half hard dick dangling down with the
foreskin pulled back and head of his cock exposed, covered with
brownish red clumps covering the end. It shocked me to realize that it
was my blood and the other stuff in my rectum. He pointed at the cab
door and told me, "Get the fuck out! You better not tell anybody about
this, or I will ding you and take care of you!"
I pulled my shorts up and scrambled for the exit. I picked up my
bike but it hurt too much to sit down on the saddle. I rode home
standing up. When I got home and made my way to the bathroom I
discovered that my underpants were saturated with my blood. There
was also some traces of cum and shit. I destroyed the underwear before
my parents got home by burning them. I bleed every time I wiped my
butt for several days after that.
Now when I'm in bed I think about what happened to me, while
I jack-off. I think about returning to the truck stop and finding another
truck driver to do that to me again. I wonder if I could find that white
truck again.
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